The second girl smiled and hurried of stage.
Jae hesitated, waiting a little bit. I..I don't know about this.. She stood up a moment later and made her way silently to the stage, standing quietly for a moment. She knelt down on her knees, set her hands gently in her lap, looked up at the audience. "Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face," she started in a gentle voice. "Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek, for that which thou hast heard me speak tonight." she paused for emphasis. "Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny. What I have spoke, but farewell compliment!" her voice raised slightly. "Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo," her voice quieted again, but she kept great projection and could still be heard easily, her hand moving over her heart. "If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully; Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world." She stopped, looking around with sadness on her face, all part of the act. She dropped her hand and began again. "In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my behavior light, But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more coying to be strange." She said, the sadness changing slightly to determination, but still a little sadness. "I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered." And with that, she looked down. "Romeo, o Romeo, tis thou truly loveth me?" The last line was not really in the play, but she thought it fit right. At that, she stood, her head still bowed, and walked off stage, returning to her seat.
